User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-26141072-20150406033157/@comment-7662967-20150406205144

Azul looked up at the cries from above decks, as they got more audible. What was going on up there anyway?

New slaves, help, an attack?

The fox maid almost hoped it was not. She could remeber once, when her father, the old captain had sunk another corsair galley. The slaves had gone down with the ship, with no way of escape .. even then, she'd found it terrible.

If she was to die, she did not prefer that fate.

''Let me die fighting .. or on dry land. Just not like that .. not like that.''

Still .. what was going on?